Eclipse (Das Schwarze Denkmal)

Watching those flowers burning out tonight

Screams and soft lovers, memories of a fight.

Slowly the clouds are fading into a cage,

While from my hands is falling another page...

Dreams and lost days are burning in the past,

Velvet black rays are drifting now so fast,

And in the great light I cannot see no more

Where is the right side, where is the golden door.

Mornings and colors are playing out of here,

Because I don't remember the memories of fear,

The aura of the moondawn is loosing her contours,

Sweet angels of heaven are missing their return.

Echoes of whispers so similar to paint,

Distant, so distant, like diamonds in the rain,

And if for a moment there lights are on your lips,

I know, there's no answer, but a wonderful eclipse.

Lost in this final night

I look at those words

That I have seen dry

In every missing day...

And see I'm falling down,

Too down to get in.

And the lights now are phantoms in the dawn.

River of no return.

River of no return.

The memories are so thin

And like tears are glittering

In a short distant ray

So so vanishing.

And so baby,

Don't look so sad at my hands

And so the spectres...

'Cause I'm no more here...

River of no return,

River in which I'm drifting now,

River, the edges are waitin' in your hotel

Of no return.

River Of no return,

River in which I'm drifting now.

Along those ways in the sky of November,

Marching souls that I cannot recall,

Lost in the cold of this eternal curtain,

Raising memories so far from the end.

Laying in the silence that lives all around me,

I call your name against the wall of this pain,

And if it's true that the children are playin' out

It's really true I don't know what I'm doing

In this old place,

In the winter of heaven,

I've lost all the things that have broken my dreams,

And if the angels are burning their wings here,

I've lost the words to whisper them my love.

In those deserts of ice, steel and iron,

Under the rain that never stops falling,

I know, the treasures and jewels are buried

Under this rain that cleans the marks of the slaves

Don't tell me I'm dreaming 'cos I know what's happening,

While all the flowers are praying to despair.

To catch their lives in the silence of love,

There's no more time, no more place to resist.

In this old place in the winter of heaven...

There's no more time for us,

There's no more place to resist

Only our hearts to embrace all these ruins

And give them to the light as the final sweet gift

In this old place in the winter of heaven...

There's no more time, there's no more place to resist

In this old place in the winter of heaven...

See the snow and the red flowers in the fall, strains of marble on the angel with crying eyes,

Passing shadows in the fire of the last room

And like spectres wrap around the ashen sky.

Distant words and the last island is now near,

Like a Bocklin's picture now the sea is quiet.

He is Christ and she is Christ

And near the cross

They are angels falling in the silent sky.

Touch my body for an instant in this dawn,

Touch the stone, it's cold like the heart of your church

And if you can feel something special in your tears,

Remember, ghosts like me are roses for your years

Because the black names will return

To drown the roses of your dreams,

Because the stigmata are bleeding

Over the sanctuaries of the rain

And if you can't forget the pain of this return,

It doesn't matter, now the time is not your friend,

Remember all you want remember if you want

And no one scream and no one tear could give me life.

Touch my body for an instant in this dawn

Touch the stone, it is cold like the heart of your church

And if you can feel something special in your tears,

Remember, ghosts like me are roses for your years.

And all the gates of the cemetery

Are closed forever on your reasons.

Only mercy's eyes will shine

Over the dark lights of your treason.